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him?” Markes
asked.
    Did she like him? Like was too tepid
a word for what she felt for him. But she wasn’t ready to admit that—not even
to Markes. She shrugged. “He makes me feel and think differently about mating
than any other man ever has.”
    “Is that good or bad?”
     “I don’t know and I don’t know what
I feel beyond the physical reaction his touch creates in me,” she admitted.
Since she’d never mated before she became a courtesan, she had nothing to
compare her present feelings to.
    “I don’t like him,” Markes
said.
    Parmia sighed. She feared she liked
him all too well. She turned and walked down the hall. Maybe she’d feel
differently once she’d refreshed herself with a shower. Recalling his touch,
she shook her head. She doubted there existed a sonic shower powerful enough to
vibrate away the effect he had on her. And strangely enough, she didn’t want to
wash the feeling away.

Chapter Two
     
    The moment they rounded the corner that
took them out of Parmia’s line of sight, Delsin released the reins he held and
turned to face the stallion. “What do you think?”
    “ What I think is that the next
time you want to fuck, you’d better not do it on my back!”
    He arched a brow at Renas’
ill-tempered response. “I didn’t fuck her so what are you complaining about?”
    “Call it what you like! The
next time you pleasure someone on my back, I’ll toss you both on your asses and
into the nearest deep sand dune.”
    “You’re over reacting, Renas.”
    “I’m not, but you might be right.
You’re the one who will end up in the sand dune. I like her.”
    Unfortunately, so do I. “Thinking with that oversized weapon between your legs again?” he asked.
    Renas snorted. “Don’t make me
angry, shifter. “
    Delsin grinned. “Aren’t you just the
charming one, Centaurian?”
    Without responding Renas began
compressing his big body.
    Delsin watched, fascinated. Noting
the corded muscles moving under his skin, he realized Renas was getting better.
Within three minutes, a tall, muscular nude male with tanned skin, and long,
shoulder-length dark hair with auburn highlights stood in the stallion’s place.
    With the shift over, Renas inhaled
slowly, expanding his massive chest several times before he stalked away.
    “Where are you going?” Delsin called
after him.
    “I’m going to shower and dress and
then I’m going to find myself a woman,” he called back. “And when I return,
we’re going to discuss some new rules. No more fucking on my back!” He punched his
fist through an interior bulkhead and disappeared into his quarters.
    Delsin shook his head and headed
towards the mess. Centaurians. Thankfully, he had more important things on his
mind than Renas’ bad temper. Once he retired, he’d have more time to devote to
convincing Renas it was time they tried harder to discover Renas’ identity.
    He inhaled slowly. And just maybe
he’d briefly return to Denhari to see Daylon and Daria if either had even a passing
interest in seeing him again. Being so close and not contacting them felt wrong
after the many adventures and experiences the three of them had shared.
Something inside him ached to see them and attempt to reestablish the strong
bond they’d once shared. But what must they think of him to have taken their
credits and never made any efforts to contact either of them?
    * * *
    Parmia found Adarinas’s quarters
surprisingly plush. She kicked off her shoes. As her toes sank into the luxurious
flooring, she slowly removed her duster.
    " Why are you undressing?
Let's contact our client so we can collect our fee and leave," Markes
suggested.
    She had removed her duster because
she wanted to be completely nude and ready for plunder when Adarinas walked in.
Markes' reminder of her obligation to their client did nothing to change her
resolve. She would contact their client—after she'd felt the hunter's big dick
inside her pussy.
    "I need to be refreshed after
the ride